"You shouldn't do this no matter how urgently you need the money.
"You should know what blood means to a human. Money is not life."
The doctor tried to persuade this pale-faced woman before him, disagreeing with her for selling her blood. She was so skinny and pathetically frail.
Xia Ruoxin's arm stayed on the table. She looked up with her eyes; those eyes had seen too much. She smiled powerlessly. "I understand what you are trying to say. Maybe for a lot of people, money is not life. For me, my daughter needs me, and I need money. She is still a newborn baby, barely a month old. She is waiting for me to save her because she is sick now.
"Please, can you help me? I can't survive, not without my daughter."
